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And I wrote it. It's a late post though, sorry.

Drowning Part 4

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

@shydragonrider

Warnings: feverish whumpee, drugged whumpee, head trauma mention, pneumonia, pills (antibiotics), exhaustion, betrayal, talk of medical settings, mentions of attempted murder, anxiety, thoughts of anticipated retribution, nightmares

Hero scrambled to her feet, nervousness eating at her stomach. There was Villain, standing six feet tall and raging with anger, in her doorway. Not only did he look like he just went on a killing frenzy, he had a knife.

A knife and a true intent to kill.

"Villain," Hero cautioned, approaching the tall man. He glared, snarling down at Hero.

"I know you have him, Hero," he said, not even acknowledging Hero's quiet plea to step down. "Now, where is he before I bomb the place."

Hero noted that he still had a hospital gown on. His right forearm had blood dripping down it- the remnants of where he had ripped the IV out. The side of his head was still stitched up and hued in a deep royal purple shade. His damaged right eye was swollen, but not nearly as bruised as his temple.

"Where is he!" Villain hollered again and rushed at Hero. He stumbled a little bit and swayed as if a dense feeling of nausea washed over him- and considering the state of the villain's head, she wouldn't be surprised if he was indeed nauseous.

"He isn't here," Hero lied, but it was obvious that she didn't mean it.

"I know you took him home with you," Villain clenched his jaw, the bruise pulsating. "Why else wouldn't you visit me earlier?"

"Villain, I did visit you earlier," Hero tried to reason. "Remember?"

"No, no, no," Villain shook his head. "Only doctors and needles and fogginess and..." His voice trailed off ad his gaze darkened. "Not you."

"I'm sorry," Hero apologized, grabbing the villain's hands. She felt the knife loosening, but Villain didn't let go. Both breathed deeply, trying to calm themselves. Hero couldn't afford to get protective- if that was the correct word- and if Villain blew up again, by golly she would be.

But, the villain was obviously on another page. He suddenly punched Hero in the stomach, jabbed her jaw with the hilt, and lumbered into the house.

Hero doubled over, panting for breath as she tried to reorientate herself. After a good minute of puffing out breaths, she followed Villain.

She found him slamming his hip into her bedroom room. Instinctively, Hero lept on top of him, pulling him back. Thoughts rushed through her head. She had no means of restraints other than a pair of handcuffs in the bathroom cabinet- don't ask. She didn't even have a good enough room to lock such an explosive person in.

She had to take the handcuff route and somehow lead the maniac into the bathroom. Linking her arms around Villain's armpits, she attempted to drag the thrashing man down the hall, but, half-drugged and injured or not, he was still much taller and much bigger. He dug his heels deep into the hardwood floor and grit his teeth. He was going to kill Supervillain if it was the last thing he would do, and nothing, not even someone like Hero would stop him.

He yanked himself out of Hero's grasp and face planted into a wall, knocking down a sunset painting that Hero herself did. He weakly tried to use his arms to push himself back up, but they trembled and collapsed under his weight.

Hero returned her arms back to the position that caused Villain so much strife and dragged him. The villain had clearly exhausted himself to the point of compliance, so it really was an effortless task. She brought him to the bathroom, leaned his now lolling head against the baby blue wall and grabbed her horribly placed handcuffs. Putting them on deftly, she crouched down next to Villain.

"You are supposed to be in the hospital, you know," she lightly scolded him.

"I know," came the reply, so timid that Hero couldn't even correspond the rabid wolf that entered her den with the completely subdued fawn resting in her bathroom. His eyes were closing, too weary to stay open.

"Let's go get some sleep," Hero offered and pulled Villain to his shaky feet. But as she led him to the door, she noticed that he would not be able to make it to the living room without collapsing, so she scooped him up. Now that he was just hanging there limply, it was easy- there wasn't a fight, just complete and utter trust to allow the other to care for the wounded and exhausted one.

Once Villain was settled upon the couch, sleeping soundly, Hero went back upstairs to check on Supervillain. Unlocking the door with the key that worked for every lock, she pushed the door open and walked inside.

Hero scrunched up her nose. After spending sometime in fresh, lavender scented air, the revolting scent of sickness and sweat was like a trash can that had to be taken out to the curb.

But nonetheless, she walked over to the unconscious supervillain. His face was even paler, signifying that his fever spiked again, and he was shivering profoundly. She tossed another blanket over him and performed the hourly task of slipping the thermometer under his tongue. It beeped and like everytime, it revealed a nerve-wracking temperature.

Hero ran her hand through the grimey hair with a sigh and knelt down next to him. He was getting worse. Heck, he hardly looked like he was breathing, yet the consistent rise and collapse of his chest proved otherwise. Silent whimpers slipped through barely parted lips, a little trail of saliva streamed over parched lips. Eyes were closed, but barely. Hero could see distressed pupils shifting about as placid facial expressions contorted into ones of utter misery and pain.

"Hey," Hero whispered, grabbing his boiling hand. It didn't nothing to stop the unconscious torture Supervillain was enduring. His breaths sped up and he started to outwardly gasp, but never awoke.

"Supervillain?" Hero's voice was risen in pitch. "Hey, now. Wake up for me." She shook him, tapped repeatedly at his flushed cheeks, but nothing seemed to work.

Until he bolted up screaming.

No. Screaming was not the correct word for the desperate screech that tore itself away from Supervillain's face. It filled every crevice of the room- possibly even the house- with the haggard voice of terror. It made Hero cringe, her tired body jumping backwards. After the screaming festival was over with, Supervillain resumed a crying sound. Sobs turned into coughs as the sick man dealt with both illness from the pneumonia and whatever fear drove him into such a defensive fright.

Hero wrapped her arm around Supervillain, lethargically seating herself next to him. He turned his body over and pressed his face into Hero's side, relishing in the warming comfort it brought with a contented sigh. Soon after, he fell back asleep, mouth parting to draw in more precious oxygen.

Hero leaned against the pillow, allowing her ward to sleep cuddled up to her. Her own eyelids drooped, reminding her of the dire need to sleep. She contemplated sleeping next to the supervillain, but once Villain awoke it would be a catastrophe. Yet, the instinctual pull towards the awaiting slumber was too hard to resist. Hero scooted down into a more comfortable position, pulled Supervillain onto her chest and fell asleep next to him.

It was sometime before she felt something move beside her. Hero blearily opened her eyes- still heavy with left over sleep- to find Supervillain awake, still hugging her, but staring at something by the foot of the bed. At first Hero brushed it off as another feverish hallucination, but then she saw a shadow move.

Her eyes opening all the way, Hero's head darted to where her other unplanned guest was leisurely standing, using his knife to pick at his nails. Didn't she remove that toy from him?

"What did I say?" Villain asked, pressing his palms into the bedrail. "I say: you are housing Supervillain. No, she replies, blushing the entire time. And then what do I find? The criminal mastermind himself sleeping over the little princess with the tiara. Figures." Villain rolled his eyes, or his eye because the other was still sealed shut by the purple tarp that obscured the machine of sight from the world.

"I-i couldn't just leave him."

"He tried to kill you."

Supervillain whimpered, cowering deeper into bed as Villain's blantant mention of the past triggered his anxiety. Hero would surely get back at him once he was healed. She was just waiting so that she could redo the damage already done to his lungs. Make him suffer the agony he was experiencing. Supervillain let out a quiet sob and squeezed his eyes shut.

As complex as these thoughts seemed, the thinking of them only took a moment because soon, Hero was replying to Villain's accusation.

"And you tried to kill him," she retorted. "Twice. I stopped you both times."

"And knocked me out and hospitalized me in the process. Hero, we are the victims here. Not him," Villain shot a pointed glare at the scared supervillain with a sneer.

"You gave him pneumonia! He can die!"

"Okay, okay. One, I could've died from head trauma. Two, if he was going to die, take him to a freaking hospital. And three, you helped push him into the tank. Remember that."

The memory swarmed Hero like bees- the reminder of her own grave mistake making her feel a rush of guilt.

"I shouldn't have done that and I can't take him to the hospital or he will be arrested."

"I could've been arrested."

"Not everything's about you!"

Villain was silent, chewing at his bottom lip. "This isn't a decision of intellect, darling, housing him does not justify yours or mine or his actions. Not to mention how much you are going regret this," he pointed out, flinging the knife in his hands carefully.

"Why would I regret this. I am-"

"The Hero Agnecy dear. Did you think that your little medic friend thought it was normal for you to call my injuries in? Or are you that naive?"

Hero was silent, stunned into utter silence, but Villain's words. Medic never came. She never came to help Hero, but that didn't mean that she reported Hero's possible betrayal of the agency. It didn't mean...

She never came.

And Hero brought Villain to the hospital. That was all the proof needed for the Agency to put her on a watchlist.

"You need to go back!" Hero suddenly exclaimed, jostling Supervillain who was just about to doze off again.

"To where? The mangy excuse for a hospital?" Villain snorted. "Heck no." He chuckled. "They will put me back under with restraints this time. The chances of escape will go from 95.6% to zero in a matter of seconds. Its suicidal, not to mention probably stupid beyond reason."

"They are gonna think I busted you out..." Hero's voice trailed off when she saw Villain raise his eyebrow mockingly.

"Not everything is about you," he mimicked in perfect representation of Hero's prior exclamation that could've once been described as an arguement's winning statement.

"Shut up."

Suddenly, Supervillain started hacking, but this time around not only mucus left his lungs, but blood in the color of the deepest crimson.

"Hmm," Villain stayed silent for moment, brow ceasing. Hero thought she could literally see the gears clicking and turning in his head.

"You could be right," Villain agreed. "Going back would be beneficial. Especially for me." He grinned wickedly.

"How?"

"Well... Supervillain needs medicine and care, antibiotics to kick this pneumonia," Villain started to pace. "I could go back and gather some. Tell the docs that I escaped on my own... but for a price."

Hero got a sense of Rumpelstiltskin's classic, "all the magic comes with a price" speech with the twirl of his scaly pointer finger, from the series Once Upon a Time.

"Name it."

"All of my criminal charges are dropped, meaning I get to leave that hospital when I deem ready. Not when the stupid heroes decide that I am redeemed enough."

Well, uh, that... Hero shook her head. She never thought of it, but antibiotics were needed to make Supervillain better. She had to go through with it.

"Second," Villain counted off with his fingers as he threw sarcastically intended smirks. "I get a new motorcycle. Your boyfriend trashed it."

"He's not-" Hero stopped when she saw Villain raise an eyebrow.

"Shush, honey. Lemme talk," He drawled. "I will bring you the antibiotics if you swear you will heed my requests."

All sense of caution and foreboding were lost as Hero rummaged her thoughts over the promise. Supervillain's health for two simple things. It was easy enough.

"Deal," she said, nearly involuntary, but that wasn't entirely accurate because she indeed wanted this.

Villain smirk, running his tongue over his lips as he bounded over to shake Hero's hand. The second the two's flesh met meant that the deal was struck. Hero couldn't back away, nor could Villain.

Hero was in the kitchen tenderly feeding Supervillain some soup and prompting him to drink some gatorade when Villain returned triumphantly with a large red bottle.

"Sweet!" Hero exclaimed and grabbed the much needed tuberware. She opened it and admired the pills inside.

"One twice a day," Villain instructed, sitting down in the empty chair next to Hero. His eyes glinted with excited anticipation, narrowing slightly at the edges at the way Hero regarded the antibiotics.

She then took one and opened Supervillain's jaw. He didn't even attempt to resist and compliantly allowed her to maneuver his mouth around. Even though swallowing the hefty pill was an ordeal in itself, he managed.

Hero, seemingly satisfied, picked him up and carried him to the living room to nap on the couch. Villain followed behind her, shooting glances at his phone every few seconds.

Hero propped him against her shoulder and flicked on the television. A comedy show was on. Supervillain glanced up at it before digging his head into Hero's shoulders, completely disinterested.

Supervillain was asleep, Hero was resting with a relaxed look of tranquility on her face, and Villain was draped across an armchair completely absorbed in his phone and periodically looking out the window when the door made a knocking noise.

Hero tensed, and looked at Villain who had stood up.

"Wait here," he said, but there was no ounce of anticipation in his voice. Hero furrowed her forehead. There was even a hint of buoyancy in his typical monotone voice. Even though he usually spoke in a sarcastic air, he always seemed to drawl.

But this was different. Abnormal. Eerie. And a bit- if not very- concerning.

Hero stood up, leaning Supervillain against the armrest and pressed her ear to the recently shut door.

It was Villain who was speaking, that monotone that would stand out anywhere.

"I have them," he said. "I have them both."

Hero's heart dropped when she heard the click of guns.

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bloojayoolie · 6 years ago

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Anaconda, Children, and Click: at manhattan acc waiting 4 U! CUTE RED HEAD IN NEED Handsome, fun, friendly affectionate, tolerant of handling, loves treatsどsits for them carpone 51209-1 year olo, 49 lbs TO BE KILLED 1/7/19 Mascarpone is Manhattan ACC's newest darling, a cinnamon puppy of a year old, who manages to make the most captivating and sensitive expressions which tug every last heart string. A cutie pie who loves every person he meets, and is so excited to see other doggies. His absolutely rich and decadent coat, and big puppy eyes are complimented by his mesmerizing smile. Poor fella currently wears a splint on his left elbow to aid him in recovering from a fracture. The shelter describes him as friendly and allowing all handling. He's a social butterfly who leaves a lasting impression. Mascarpone is hoping to ring in the New Year by adding some sugar and spice to a loving home. A home is all this boy lacks. Please message us at Must Love Dogs - Saving NYC Dogs for assistance! Please share! Thank you for caring! A volunteer writes, “Meet Mascarpone, a pint-sized pouter who doesn't know the meaning of the word quit! Adorable, energetic and affectionate, he's not about to let a little leg cast slow his roll. As soon as the leash is on, he hops, skips and jumps his way to the yard with a cheerful wigglebutt and a wagging tail. He's the liveliest and most loving puppy imaginable, alternating between soft lap snuggles, jumpy hugs, and a game in which he entertains himself. He is happy flinging, fetching and shaking the dickens out of a plush toy before dropping it at my feet for another throw. Mascarpone knows how to come and sit for treats and accepts them very politely. Once he's got his 'zoomies' out he's a fine leash walker, greeting other dogs with friendly good manners and checking in often with his person. Mascarpone is a wonderfully sweet and silly boy who'd be overjoyed to join an active family of any size. He offers bottomless love and boundless enthusiasm; all he asks in return is a little training, some TLC and all the toys he can toss. Sounds like a great deal to me!” MY VIDEO: Mascarpone ~ sweet and cheesy <3 https://youtu.be/2jaVUeBWwDU MASCARPONE@MANHATTAN ACC Mascarpone ID# 51209 Sex: Male Age: 1 years old Length: Short Is Vaccinated: Yes Coat Type: Smooth Primary Color: Red Brown Secondary Color: None Weight: 49.6 lbs. Found Stray Intake Date: 12-23-2018 SHELTER ASSESSMENT ~ No young children (under 5) BEHAVIOR NOTES Means of surrender (length of time in previous home): Stray Date of assessment:26-Dec-2018 Summary: Mascarpone is not a candidate for a handling assessment due to his current injuries. At the care center, he has been social with handlers and allowed all handling. He has been mouthy at the care center and bit the leash when excited. Summary (1): 12/26/18: Greets female helper dog throughout the fence with a soft body and wagging tail. Date of intake: 23-Dec-2018 Summary: Loose body, allowed handling Date of initial: 24-Dec-2018 Summary: Social, allowed handling ENERGY LEVEL: We have no history on Mascarpone so we cannot be certain of his behavior in a home environment. However, he is a young, enthusiastic, social dog who will need daily mental and physical activity to keep him engaged and exercised. We recommend long-lasting chews, food puzzles, and hide-and-seek games, in additional to physical exercise, to positively direct his energy and enthusiasm. Recommendations: No young children (under 5) Potential challenges: Mouthiness/poor bite inhibition Leash-biting Potential challenges comments: Mouthiness/poor bite inhibition: Mascarpone has shown some mouthiness in the care center. Little pressure is applied, but this is a behavior that should be extinguished through training alternate behaviors and lack of reward (ex. walking away whenever Mascarpone's teeth make contact with skin). Leash-biting: Mascarpone is quick to grab the leash in his mouth. We recommend walking him with a toy to dissuade him from grabbing the leash. Positive reinforcement, force-free training is advised to teach him to focus on you rather than grabbing the leash. MEDICAL EXAM NOTES 28-Dec-2018 Progress Exam SO recheck splint. P is BAR in kennel, bouncing around and standing on left leg. MS -- splint and bandaging is intact. The exposed digits are moderately swollen. There is frank blood at the distal edge of the bandage and splint. After bandage and splint removal, there superficial abrasions with fresh blood. A iatrogenic wounds, secondary to splint fractured left elbow P cleaned wound with chlorhexidine and rinsed clean. recommend NH placement immediately for surgical consultation with orthopedics P will need an external fixater to repair the fracture It is not recommended to place a splint due to the secondary trauma and moist dermatitis that is common with these types of fractures. It is also not recommended that P be allowed to heal with second intention due to poor alignment and high risk of osteoarthritis in the future. 27-Dec-2018 Progress Exam SO P has a fracture to the left elbow. Limb was splinted and P placed on trazodone to help decrease activity level and anxiety P is laying quietly in kennel during observation splint is intact; toes are not swollen A L elbow fracture P continue on current tx plan recommend placement with orthopedic consultation immediately 26-Dec-2018 Progress Exam Pt - splint placed on left forelimb due to elbow fracture. Toes in splint have no signs of inflammation/bandage dry Pt - High energy in kennel - moving and circling - vocalizing A - Shelter anxiety P - Trazadone 5mg/kg SID PO for 14 days VET 991493 25-Dec-2018 Tech Exam Very high energy level this morning and this afternoon 24-Dec-2018 Radiograph Review Left elbow rads - fracture of proximal ulna at the olecranon, affecting the humero-ulnar joint. Evidence of bony bridging indicating that this fracture is probably 1-2 weeks old. ASSESSMENT: Fracture in left elbow PLAN: 1. Splint placed - left lateral splint; pt needs size medium and we only have large and small, so a large splint was placed. 2. Carprofen 100 mg daily x7 days 3. E-collar 4. Light walks only 5. Switch splint for a medium splint when available 6. Recommend orthopedic consult ASAP to determine if the elbow joint is aligned properly or if pt is a candidate for surgical repair DVM Intake Exam Estimated age: Estimated 1-2 years old based on dentition, secondary sex characteristics and overall energy level Microchip noted on Intake? Scanned negative during LVT exam - MC placed at that time History : Stray, no health hx available. Non-weight-bearing lame on one front leg when found. Subjective: Alert, barking and whining in kennel Observed Behavior - Wagging tail, allows all handling, super sweet! Evidence of Cruelty seen - None Evidence of Trauma seen - Mild swelling and decreased weight bearing to left elbow Objective BAR-H, MMs pink and moist, BCS 5/9 EENT: Eyes clear, ears clean, no nasal or ocular discharge noted Oral Exam: Clean adult teeth PLN: No enlargements noted H/L: NSR, NMA, CRT < 2, Lungs clear, eupnic, no coughing or sneezing ABD: Soft, non painful, no masses palpated, not distended U/G: Male intact, testicles S/S MSI: Decreased weight bearing on left front leg. Left front leg is slightly swollen just distal to the elbow. Skin free of parasites, no masses noted, healthy hair coat. CNS: Mentation appropriate - no signs of neurologic abnormalities Rectal: Normal externally Assessment: Lameness LFL, R/O fracture vs. other Prognosis: Good with tx Plan: 1. Sedation with Dexdomitor 0.2 l IV and butorphanol 0.2 ml IV for rads of LFL 2. 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